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Ron's body flashed out from behind Medusa, and at this moment he was in a state of running out of oil, and he barely opened his eyes. (Like this book, please collect biquge.info) ~~

"I can't help it...... Let's fight!"

Ron gritted his teeth, he raised his hand slightly, and a powerful soul power burst out from the bottom of his heart.

In the powerful sea of consciousness, Ron's soul burned wildly, and at the same time began to crumble, only to see it clutching its head in pain, constantly letting out heart-rending screams, emitting a large amount of black mist from its body, and its body began to gradually become blurred.

The sea water in the sea of knowledge was churning wildly, like boiling water, emitting circles of bō lines, and at this time, the entire sea of knowledge began to vibrate.

A trace of green tendons covered Ron's face, and at this moment he only felt a headache, not only his head, but also his entire body, and the tearing of his soul made him feel painful.

A large amount of black mist seeped out of his body, directly filling the entire audience, and Ron's body was like a fierce beast, and the surging power made people's hearts palpitate.

"Soul burning!"

In an instant, Ron's eyes turned green, and his momentum continued to climb.

At this moment, Ron's body rose from the ground and rose into the air.

All of them felt in their hearts that an extremely terrifying force appeared in this small gladiatorial arena.

"What's the matter, how can his strength still be so strong after being so badly injured?" Medusa was taken aback, and then then changed her mind, "No, his strength is stronger than before, what's going on?"

A trace of uneasiness touched Medusa's face, and the huge snake head stepped back slightly, and there was a wary look in his eyes.

"This human, this human...... What's wrong?"

"I don't know what it is, but ...... What a powerful feeling......"

"His power is rising......"

The audience was talking, and their eyes were full of surprise and suspicion.

In the central box of the Colosseum, Riga's brow furrowed tightly.

"Grandpa, Ron, he'...... What is he doing?"

Moran said with a pair of big beautiful eyes wide in shock.

"He seems to be performing some kind of ritual......" Sara Méng also frowned, "I can feel his power rising wildly!"

"You're only half right...... Liga said with a slow nod, "he may be performing some kind of ritual that greatly increases his power, although I don't know what it is...... But ......"

“...... This ascension of power is not without a price, and I feel more that he is performing some kind of jiāo ...... than some kind of ritual."

Lijia Shen said.

"Grandpa, you're saying that even if Ron wins the game with his increased strength, he'...... He'll ...... too," Moran said in surprise.

"Yes, his body will also leave the legacy of Yan zhòng, or this sentence, any jiāo exchange is not without a price......" Lijia said earnestly.

Ron's expression finally returned to calm, and at this time, he slowly raised the bone staff in his hand and sang in a low voice, his deep and powerful voice echoing in the Colosseum.

"Wake up, ...... Terror Knight"

Ron, who has undergone the baptism of soul burning, has stepped into the realm of the undead archmage, and at this time, he is already capable of summoning a terrifying knight with master-level strength.

An extremely powerful aura enveloped the entire arena, and countless black mist gathered, forming a huge black sè six-pointed star in the center of the Great Gladiatorial Arena.

Under the attention of 10,000 people, a majestic figure rose in the six-pointed star of the black sè.

I saw that the body of the terrifying knight was taller and bigger than the black knight, its height was more than three meters, like a giant, its whole body was wrapped in thick heavy armor, even a face like a fierce ghost, was covered by a pair of cold armor, and the bone horse under its crotch was also unusually huge, it was writhing restlessly, and the flames were burning all over its body, and the terrifying knight held a huge curved demonic long war knife, and the cold tip of the knife hung down, exuding a piercing coldness.

The Black Knight weighs a ton, but the Terror Knight weighs several tons, and not only that, but it also has stronger strength and higher defense than the Black Knight.

The heavily armored Terror Knight stood there, and a suffocating force permeated the air.

"This human has summoned powerful undead creatures again......"

"What the hell is this?"

The appearance of the Terror Knight caused an uproar in the audience.

The god Medusa was frightened, "What a terrifying power, what is it? Is it the undead?"

Slightly raising the curved long combat knife in his hand, the flames on the terrifying knight's body were even stronger, looking at the huge Medusa, its eyes flashed green, and it began to charge.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

The four hooves of the bone horse trampled on the ground with a dull sound, and the great Terror Knight rushed fearlessly towards Medusa like an indestructible chariot of flames.

"It's useless, let me disappear......"

Seeing her opponent rushing towards her, Medusa screamed, she gulped out, and an "icicle" blasted straight at the horror knight.

When the icicle hit, the Terror Knight unhurriedly raised the shield in his hand, which was unusually large, covering half of its body.

"Boom ......"

Icicles burst across the Terror Knight's body, and the white mist spread through, chilling to the bones everywhere he went.

"Huh...... See you're not dead!"

There was a smug look in Medusa's laughter, she was extremely confident in her water magic, even among the magical beasts of the same rank, few could take a head-on blow without being injured.

At this time, her pupils suddenly stopped, and she saw a majestic figure piercing through the white mist, holding a huge curved long knife and rushing straight towards her.

"What?"

Medusa's eyes widened, this qiē was so unexpected, under the powerful "icicle" attack, the horror knight was unscathed.

The Terror Knight's defense is beyond imagination, and unlike the Black Knight, it also has powerful combat skills and curse skills.

The speed of the Terror Knight was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Medusa, raised his long sword and chopped it down.

"Terror Strike"

Flames erupted from the Terror Knight's body, and the huge, sharp sword slashed through Medusa's hard scale armor, dragging it on, leaving a deep wound and blood bursting out like a fountain.

Medusa rolled on the ground in pain, screaming, and a large cloud of smoke and dust rose from the colosseum.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

After the Dreadknight's blow, he rushed forward, spun around and turned back, holding his long sword aloft and slashing at Medusa again, this time with a cursed attack.

"Fear"

The curse was cast, and a palpitating feeling spread to Medusa's face, and at the same time, there was a momentary loss of consciousness, at this time, the war knife struck, and with a "porphyry" sound, her body had a few more bloods, and the blood flowed sideways......

"Porphyry...... Porphyry ...... Porphyry ......"

The horror knight attacked frantically, each charge brought Medusa a deep wound to the bone, Medusa did not fight back, but her counterattack seemed so childish and ridiculous in front of the horror knight.

Neither physical nor magical attacks could shake the Terror Knight's body, and it stood there like a towering mountain, and no amount of heavy blows could make it take a step back.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, they couldn't imagine that the shape would suddenly reverse, and now it was Medusa's turn to scream again and again.

"Come on ......"

"Come on...... Kill her......"

"Human boy, hurry up and kill that monster!"

At this time, the audience was thunderous with applause and cheers, and almost everyone cheered for Ron.

Inside the large box in the center.

"Come on, Ron!"

Moran's face was filled with joy, and she jumped to her feet, desperately cheering for Ron.

Liga smiled and said, "Hehe, this necromancy is getting more and more interesting!"

Sara Méng's face also lù out of the god of appreciation.

Du Tan yīn had a calm face, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Under the repeated blows of the Terror Knight, Medusa's will to fight finally collapsed, and she held her head high, pulled her neck and shouted, "I won't fight...... I'm not fighting...... I surrender ......"

"Surrender ......"

"Huh...... I heard, that Medusa said surrender......"

"The human kid wins!"

The audience applauded and applauded.

The Dreadknight stopped his attack and walked back to Ron, standing silently aside.

The orc referee sped down and walked over to Ron's side, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"

Ron smiled slightly, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he had reached the point where the oil ran out, and as soon as his body went limp, he fell down and fainted.

The orc referee reached out to hold it, took a deep breath, grabbed the unconscious Ron's arm and raised it high, "Victor...... Ron ......"

"Well done, human kid......"

"A Jīng 彩 Battle ......"

The orcs in the audience stood up and applauded, paying the highest respect to the strong man in their hearts.

At this time, Medusa had already taken on a human form, looking like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young nv, she glared fiercely at Ron, who had fainted, her mouth moved, she did not speak, she turned her head, and limped away.

On the high platform, he looked at this qiē coldly, and after a long time, he shook his head, and his body disappeared into the platform.

Ron...... Ron, what's wrong with him?"

Moran hurriedly rushed to the players' lounge, watched the orc referee help Ron in a puddle of mud, and asked anxiously.

"It's nothing, he seems to have fainted, he should have rested for a while and then woke up!"

The orc referee replied honestly, and he thought for a moment, "Of course, I'll find someone to deal with his injuries!"

"Thank you then...... Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "You don't have to worry about the injury, I'm a wizard ......"

"I see, then it's troublesome for the wizard......"

The orc referee nodded, placed him on a rudimentary chuáng, bowed, and turned to go out.

Moran glanced worriedly at Ron, who was breathing heavily, and the wounds on his body were deep and bone-deep.

With a long sigh, Moran said faintly, "Ron, Ron, is this young strong battle really worth your hard work?"

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